October 3rd, 557th year of the New Lunar Calendar.
Crusted Federation, Extreme Cold Zone Q (Old Cold Arctic Zone), "Baslunai" area, Wilderness Tourist Group "Star Point".
boom!
A bright light that seemed to turn the night sky into day flashed past, and in the central square of this independent armed settlement, a white, pure, and sacred flame ignited.
A few seconds later, as a mechanical Mandarin spell passed through everyone's ears, the flames turned into a ball under the strong control of a pair of white hands, as if they were coated with several layers of putty used to paint the walls.
A straight beam of light rushed towards the stars in the depths of the universe that were confused in the darkness.
"This is already close to Stage 4: The Power of Hope, Luo Nie." A thick, low, mechanically synthesized vibrato appeared behind Luo Nie:
"Now it's just a little bit away. As long as the Lord of Machinery sends you any blessing, you can really gain your own power and become the upper-level professional you long for."
"However, the Lord of Machines created me, but gradually forgot about me. I am like a randomly made doll. Over the years, except for the first few years, I have never had any contact with Him.
Luo Nie shook his head and said with a bitter smile:
"When I was a machine, I longed for [personality]. I thought I had obtained [personality] and the ability to advance to the level of the Demon Source. After getting the opportunity to become a god, I could re-establish even a weak relationship with Him.
connect.
"But in fact, I only experienced the pain of being a human being. The gods seemed to have taken hypnotic drugs and escaped into what seemed like an eternal nightmare under the influence of the Sleeping Crest. They neither
I am willing to take on the responsibility of being a god, but I am also afraid of these crazy evil spirits and viruses in the wasteland era."
Luo Nie said, stepped forward, grabbed the coat of arms that was suspended in the air and was engraved with the Fire Empire's word "生", and put it back into the pocket on the inside of his jacket, close to his heart.
Then, he casually kicked the white dust on the ground with his feet, turned around and looked at the man in a black trench coat who had just made a mechanical vibrato.
He is the founder of the "Wilderness Tourist Group" and the current supreme leader. He is the mysterious man called "Big Brother" by Marco and Thalia. Among independent armed organizations, "Big Brother" has always maintained absolute mystery.
Not only does he have no name, only this terrifying title that sounds chilling, he is also accustomed to using heavy equipment and clothing to completely cover all parts of his body, even the core members of the "Wilderness Tourist Group"
The characters, from the moment they saw him, have never seen his true face.
He always wore a leather windbreaker, a pair of old jeans filled with cotton, a pair of gray mecha gloves covered with patches, and a pair of thick-soled functional shoes purchased privately from the federal army. Overall,
"Big Brother"'s clothes are iron-gray in color, giving him a worn-out look that contrasts with the wasteland, yellow sand, wasteland, and ice fields.
"Big Brother" heard the complaint and disappointment in Luo Nie's words. He took two steps forward, raised his head slightly and stared at Luo Nie's beautiful sapphire-like pupils, and said:
"Ronie, disrespecting the gods will be punished. In our wilderness tourist group, even those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for their beliefs will bend their knees as strong as steel in front of the sculptures of the gods.
"Because only in this way will the gods slowly send blessings and realize what you desperately desire. You know, the power of the gods does not entirely come from the creator who is trapped in nightmares. In fact, most of the power comes from'
Belief'."
"'Faith'?" Luo Nie asked in a questioning tone, obviously he had heard similar arguments.
"Of course, 'faith'." "Big Brother" nodded and said:
"Just like you finally chose our 'wilderness tourist group', you don't trust the cowards, traitors and sinners in the Federal Council. Nor are you willing to fully trust the boy who was once the 'alien monster' and the impulse around him.
big guy.
"You don't even believe the 'Chaos Group' and the 'Enlightenment Sect' who have now become the playthings of 'Monster Yato'. These people are either relying on some illusory fantasies to create a disaster beyond our knowledge, or
It’s the ‘Universal Energy Evolution Platform’ plan; or, for the sake of your own pitiful interests and desires, push humans and the creatures existing on this continent into the abyss of destruction.”
"That's true. Although I also smell a bit of cruelty here, relatively speaking, you are the most 'humane' organization." Luo Nie agreed.
"This is 'faith'. Only 'faith' can maintain 'existence'." "Big Brother" explained in an affectionate but still trembling tone:
"Human beings 'believe' in gods, and gods 'exist' because of human 'needs'. The stronger the idea of 'belief' in humans, the more powerful they become. But once no one 'believes' in them anymore
If so, their 'existence' will slowly weaken.
"Because gods are different from humans. Gods do not experience the process of physical death like humans. They do not have bodies, and naturally they will not be truly 'killed'. Only humans no longer 'believe' in them and gradually forget about them.
Only by their existence will they truly die."
"'Really dead'?" Luo Nie murmured, looking up at the dark starry sky.
"That's right." "Big Brother" further explained:
"The physical death of gods that we see is nothing more than the destruction of one of their projections into this world. They always exist in a higher dimension than us humans, and their superior creator
It is a ten-dimensional creature that exists in the form of an energy body.
"The 'death' of the gods actually means disappearing, disappearing completely, as if they never existed. When the last human who believes in them dies, the memory of them will also disappear among the other gods.
In my mind."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Then what?" Luo Nie asked.
"Big Brother" paused, and after a violent cough that was enough to send him away, he took a breath, took a few deep breaths, and continued:
"Then... all records about them, even a few words buried under thousands of meters of yellow sand, will disappear. Except for the [Prophet] professionals recognized by the Creator, no one can pass any form.
spy on their existence.
"After all, the gods that have disappeared are as if they have never appeared. It is simply nonsense to find traces of them."
"So, Mr. Big Brother, will the Lord of Machinery eventually disappear?" Luo Nie pursed his lips and asked the question he was most concerned about.
"Theoretically yes." "Big Brother" gave a definite answer:
"Compared with the Human Era, the Steam Era is advanced and progressive. It ushered in an era, a new era of steam machinery. But one day, electricity and light energy will replace steam, protons, and postion will replace machinery. When we have
When the strength transcends dimensions, the Master of Machinery will be forgotten by everyone and eventually disappear into the dark universe."
"So, well, actually, I haven't been able to get in touch with the Lord of Machinery for so many years. It's not that he has forgotten me, but that humans have quickly forgotten him. The less 'faith' humans have in him, the less powerful he is.
It will become weaker and weaker until it can no longer escape from the divine realm that restrains him, right?" Luo Nie speculated.
"That's right." "Big Brother" closed his eyes lightly, nodded slightly and said:
"So, what you have to do is not to complain here, but to get in touch with the power that condenses 'divinity' and 'godhead'. If you are an ordinary human being, if you come into contact with these powers without precautions, your body will definitely explode.
and die, or bleed from the seven orifices, or fall into madness. And as you are the product of the Lord of Machines, and you have obtained an extremely rare [personality], you will definitely be able to control this power.
"When these powers finally spread to every corner of your body, you will be able to obtain a short-term 'spiritual soul' and gain the opportunity to communicate with the Lord of Machinery by consuming your life force."
"So, to put it this way, if I want to truly get a chance to communicate with the god who created me, the Lord of Machinery, I must enter the 'Red Fantasy Ruins' behind the hill, right?" Luo
Without waiting for "Big Brother" to reply, he said directly:
"Actually, Mr. Big Brother, even if you don't come to persuade me, I will enter it without hesitation. Because I smell the smell of 'destiny'. I am sure that there is something in the deepest part of the 'Red Fantasy Ruins'
The human being I am looking for."
"Oh, who is he?" "Big Brother" asked with interest.
"He was a poor man, but he was infused with red magic power that he could not control. He struggled in every corner of the Zine Empire, trying to find a way to end the wasteland and return to the original world. However, fate failed again and again.
I made unfunny jokes with him again and again.
"After killing the 'Daughter of the Mechanical Element', he was expelled into this land of ice and snow by the 'Fire of Heaven's Punishment' set by Ivant. The Zine people called him Wright Sugra, and Cruise
The Germans call him - the evil god 'Echoer'."
Luo Nie said, and took out the 30-centimeter-long "Crazy Bear" pistol that originally belonged to Wright from his waist. While he carefully looked at the dirt and blood on the surface of the pistol that could not be washed away, he continued to use it exclusively for young people.
The childish voice continued:
"Actually, after the failure of the 'Silent Highlands' battle, I have lost hope in this dirty wasteland world. The reason why I dragged this broken soul wrapped in a complete body here is because I want to
Return this pistol to its owner with your own hands."